Apil hears Herger offer him a bowl of kash. Ahh, a gentleman worthy of my esteem. As Apil draws near, Herger understands Apil's ability to get anything that is offered him, with great speed and dexterity. Herger says, Great and good sir, for safekeeping, I placed your bowl of kash in this trunk. To avoid somebody else swilling it down as well as grabbing some of the golden treasures inside, you'll have to get it out quickly, so I can slam it shut again.

Apil didn't quite understand the gibberish** about others getting his kash before he could. But the mention of golden treasures caught his attention and any way of getting his hands near both kash and treasures.... Why certainly, Sir *approaching and leaning over the trunk* and might I say..... *Herger lifts the lid and shoves Apil inside* WAAAAGHHHH

Once inside, Apil finds himself packed like a sardine, but with much less order. He feels about in front of his face. Something soft *Whacko! He gets slapped* Oops, pardon me. He rolls as much over onto his back as he can. There is a smelly foot in his face so he says, Excuse me, could you move your foot. Nothing happens, so Apil stops breathing through his nose. Well, while he was in there, Apil figured he may as well make sure that bowl of kash wasn't there. It wasn't. This made Apil much more upset, so in a bit of a rage, he yelled, If you don't move your foot, you'll regret it. *Nothing happened* I warned you. *Apil bites into the heel of the foot.* WOWCH!! That's my own foot!

Just then the lid of the trunk opened up and Apil hurriedly jumped out and ran behind the bar. He plopped down and began massaging his heel.

** Gibberish= Just as English is the language of the Angles, and Yittish is the language of the Yits, Gibberish is the language of the Gibbers